On the top floor of the Nine Dragon Arena.
In a huge and luxurious room, the battle between Lin Feng and Lu Bao was being shown on a screen as tall as three people.
"Martial Uncle, you've seen my son, Lu Bao. He's the dark horse of this tournament, Lin Wen, a disciple of the Colored Jade Sect." Lu Ning introduced with a smile.
Sima Xi's eyes flickered as she nodded. "I've heard. This little guy's movements aren't small."
Qin Qianqian curled her lips and snorted. "Opportunistic."
She had also heard about this Lin Wen. He used her 150 Soul Spirit Coins to win two matches and ended up with 900 Soul Spirit Coins.
Sima Xi looked at her little disciple and smiled. "That's because he's capable." She then turned to look at Lu Ning. "How about it? Are you confident?"
"Of course." Lu Ning chuckled. "If he can't even defeat a rank 7 Galaxy level warrior, how can my son enter the inner sect of the Fierce Yan Sect? Don't you think so, Martial Uncle?"
Suddenly — —
"That's hard to say." An indifferent voice was heard. Everyone was startled.
Ji Xia's devilish blue eyes flickered as he stared at the screen. The voice came from him.
"Oh?" Sima Xi smiled with interest. Lu Ning's face turned green as he forced a smile. "Little Xia really likes to joke."
"Martial Brother Ji never jokes." Qin Qianqian snorted.
Lu Ning could only laugh dryly after being reprimanded. He didn't know what to say.
"Disciple, do you think that Lin Wen can win?" Sima Xi looked at Ji Xia curiously.
Ji Xia's eyes lit up as he nodded slowly.
This silent answer was filled with certainty. Instantly, everyone was stunned. Lu Ning's mouth twitched. For a moment, his mind was in a mess as worry flashed across his face.
At this moment, Qin Qianqian's eyes lit up as she shouted, "The match begins!"
…
Following the white clothed man's shout, a clear bell rang.
In the audience, everyone's eyes were wide open as they waited for the exciting match to begin!
Clang! A treasured sword was unsheathed.
It was colorful and one could tell that it was an extraordinary weapon.
Lin Feng's spear shone with a fiery red light. The streamlined body of the spear was filled with beauty.
"Good spear!" Sima You's eyes lit up.
Lu Mang was stunned, and his eyes revealed a trace of disbelief and shock.
Sima Xian was the chief craftsman of the Fierce Yan Sect, so it was obvious that he would call it a 'good spear'.
On the other hand, Ji Xia and Qin Qianqian acted as if they did not hear anything. Both of their eyes were fixed on the screen. At this moment, both of them had already launched their attacks.
"Killing Sword Technique!" Lv Bao shouted coldly.
Like a cheetah hunting its prey, a sharp light shot out from his eyes.
Recalling how he was suppressed by Lin Feng's imposing manner that day, Lu Bao felt a burst of humiliation from the bottom of his heart.
And today, he was going to avenge his humiliation!
The speed was extremely fast, and the sword intent was even more intense.
As the Young Patriarch of the Lu Clan, Lu Bao did indeed have some ability. The dense sword light carried boundless killing intent, causing Lu Bao to seem as if he had transformed into a god of death. The air was suffused with a murderous aura that caused one's heart to tremble. At this moment, Lin Feng moved. His figure was as swift as a whirlwind, and his feet suddenly stepped out.
Bang! The Nightmare Spear vibrated.
Lin Feng's eyes flickered. He was not affected by Lu Bao's aura at all.
"Emperor Shun's Gang Qi." Lin Feng shouted. The dense Qi of Heaven and Earth wrapped around his body, turning into a dense white light.
In an instant — —
The appearance of the black mist completely covered the Emperor Shun's Gang Qi. Lin Feng's body immediately concealed his aura and suddenly accelerated. His speed was originally much slower than Lu Bao's, but after the black mist increased his speed, it was only slightly slower.
"Hmph, you think you're the only one who activated the 'Heroic Spirit'?" Lu Bao sneered.
As a Star Sea Level, he had activated two Battle God Spirits, one of which was the Heroic Spirit. In terms of speed, he was naturally faster than Lin Feng.
However — —
"Hua!" Entering the area covered by the black mist, Lu Bao's expression suddenly changed. Just like Old Crane, it was as if he had sunk into a swamp, and his body did not listen to him at all. Lu Bao only felt a huge pressure coming from all directions, and his speed suddenly decreased by a lot.
"Damned black mist!" Lu Bao's expression was sinister as he gritted his teeth and shouted.
After all, he was the young master of the Lu Clan. Lu Bao's' wealth 'was naturally not something Old Crane could compare to.
"Soul Technique, Silver Lightning Flash!" Lu Bao's right knee instantly flashed, increasing his speed by 1.5 times, and immediately negating more than half of the black mist's effect.
However, it was fast and slow at the same time.
At this moment, Lin Feng had already arrived.
"Sun Dragon Spear Art!" Lin Feng's Nightmare Spear rapidly struck out.
Heroic Spirit against Heroic Spirit!
How could the Silver Lightning Flash compare to the wind whirlpool's effect?
Thousands of small holes spat out a powerful aura, instantly increasing Lin Feng's speed by several times.
Even though Lu Bao was a Star Sea Level 1, he was still completely suppressed by Lin Feng in terms of speed.
The attack arrived in the blink of an eye.
Sun Dragon Spear Art against Murderous Sword Art!
The two figures instantly intersected, and Lu Bao, who was distracted by the black mist, immediately suffered a loss. When enemies meet on a narrow path, the courageous would win. Lin Feng's fierce attacks were like a flood dragon emerging from the sea, unparalleled. Under this attack, Lu Bao's blood boiled, and the sounds of spear and sword clashing continued. The audience didn't even blink their eyes.
"Hmm …" Sima Xi nodded thoughtfully.
"Tsk, such a weak spear and sword art." Qin Qianqian's mouth twitched.
"Such a strange black mist." Ji Xia looked back at Sima Xi and said, "Master, what spirit treasure is this?"
"Not sure." Sima Xi shook his head and said, "It can increase one's speed and decrease the enemy's speed. This type of support spirit treasure is at least 6 stars."
Lu Zhen's expression changed greatly as he swallowed his saliva, feeling disbelief.
First, it was that spear that Sima Xi praised, and now it was a 6 stars spirit treasure …
Just where did this Lin Wen come from?!
"I already told that bastard to be careful of the black mist!" Lu Zhen's eyes flashed with nervousness and worry as he stared at the giant screen. At this moment, Lu Bao was completely at a disadvantage. Under Lin Feng's extreme Yang spear attack, he could only defend.
If Lu Bao didn't have a slight advantage in terms of strength, this battle would have already come to an end.
Upon closer inspection, Lu Bao's right elbow joint had a faint glow that increased his strength by a lot.
Strength!
Lu Bao's other Battle God Spirit was Strength.
Peng! Peng! Peng!
Lin Feng's spear art was extremely sharp, and he didn't pause at all when he executed it. It was like moving clouds and flowing water, and his movements were extremely smooth. The audience gasped as they stared at the screen with their eyes wide open. No one would have thought that Lin Feng, who was only at the 7th level of the Galaxy-Class, would gain an absolute advantage in the blink of an eye!
This was simply unbelievable!
…
If one kept defending, they would definitely lose.
In Lin Feng's next attack, the Nightmare Demon Spear vibrated violently. Lu Bao's wrist went numb, and he couldn't block it in time.
As if his chest had been struck by lightning, he retreated abruptly and spat out a mouthful of blood.
The distance between the two of them instantly increased.
"Lin Feng!!" Lu Bao gritted his teeth as a ferocious bloody glow appeared in his eyes.
As he retreated, he felt a heavy pressure. The black mist didn't weaken at all. Lin Feng was like a dog that had fallen into the water, and he didn't show any mercy.
Lu Bao shouted crazily. At this moment, the flickering light on his right elbow instantly condensed into a resplendent glow.
Facing Lin Feng's repeated attacks, Lu Bao finally revealed his trump card.
"Soul Skill, Light Sword Wheel!" Lu Bao shouted suddenly.
At this moment, the light on his right hand shone crazily. A resplendent white light condensed in front of Lu Bao's retreating figure. Twelve identical light swords condensed in front of him, forming a cylindrical wheel that rotated violently, creating a huge whirlpool.
"Wow!" The audience cheered.
"Look, Young Master Lu's ultimate move!"
"Rumor has it that his' Light Sword Wheel 'has never tasted defeat."
The audience was in a heated discussion. Lu Bao was also full of confidence as he suddenly shouted.
Instantly, his body stopped retreating. He pointed with both hands, and the twelve light swords condensed into a dazzling shadow that attacked Lin Feng.
"You can't dodge!" Lu Bao's lips curled up coldly, "My Light Sword Wheel can chase you to the ends of the earth!"
He was brimming with confidence.
But …
Lu Bao was wrong.
Lin Feng didn't even think of dodging.
Speeding forward, Lin Feng's eyes shone brightly.
At this moment, the Nightmare Demon Spear in his hand trembled continuously, as if it was following a strange rhythm.
Chi ~ Chi ~!!
Like a venomous snake waiting for an opportunity to attack, Lin Feng made his move.
The Nightmare Demon Spear in his right hand moved in a strange arc, as if it had transformed into a fiery red long whip.
The astonishing spear intent was exactly the same as the whip intent. The extremely masculine long spear seemed to have transformed into an extremely feminine long whip, with many illusions. The Nightmare Demon Spear seemed to be twisting, forming a spiral shape. Lin Feng's mind flashed with the three days of bitter training. A blurry figure was dancing with the spear.
Entanglement!
"That is …" Pei Hong's expression changed greatly.
"Oh?" Sima Xi's eyes instantly lit up.
"What a strange spear art." Ji Xia only exclaimed.
"Storm Spear Art!" Lin Feng shouted.
The Nightmare Demon Spear pierced straight through. The body of the spear that seemed to have transformed into an illusion was like a long whip, rolling up a strong storm. The crazy air pressure condensed, landing right in the center of the twelve light swords. In an instant, the storm condensed, and all the soft and entangling forces turned into a strong and fierce force at this moment.
The eye of the storm appeared, spiraling forward, expelling all obstacles.
"My Storm Whip Art!" Pei Hong's eyes widened, covering her mouth in disbelief.
"Lin Da Ge …" Pei Qing's beautiful eyes were bright, and her heart was beating extremely fast.
"No, don't!" Lu Zhen's face was pale, and he felt like he was about to collapse.
Danger had arrived.
Lin Feng's spear intent suppressed Lu Bao in all aspects.
The audience gasped in silence. Lin Feng's attack was accompanied by the Nightmare Demon Spear —
All the light swords exploded and pierced towards Lu Bao, who was dumbstruck.
"Chi!" Blood spurted out.
The tip of the spear pierced through Lu Bao's body without any resistance. Lu Bao's face was filled with shock as he stared at Lin Feng, as if he was looking at a demon. Until he was defeated, he still didn't dare to believe how Lin Feng broke his invincible Light Sword Wheel.
Fresh blood dripped from the wound, and the entire Battle Arena was silent.
Witnessing everything with their own eyes was hard to believe.
Lu Bao was defeated.
…
(Reporting to everyone, Xiao Xiao's condition is very good today … She seems to have recovered from her cold, but I don't dare to make any guarantees, or else I will be slapped in the face again. (To be continued ~ ~) If you like this work, you are welcome to come to qidian.com to vote for me. Your support is my biggest motivation.)
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